Volbeat – The Devil’s Bleeding Crown lyrics



[Verse 1]
Falling from the sky, they’re cast out from the heaven’s light
Drenching the soil with blood, baptized in the fire hole

[Chorus]
The Devil’s spawn no longer breathes
Descending angels and fallen kings
Raise your hands, what do you hold?
The Devil’s bleeding crown!

[Verse 2]
Call upon it’s Father, bless the goat, the womanizer
Take him to Astaroth, Inanna’s temple of Uruk

[Chorus]
The Devil’s spawn no longer breathes
Descending angels and fallen kings
Raise your hands, what do you hold?
The Devil’s bleeding crown!

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
They gathered all the children outside the church
And never would they know what went on in there
Close the door and hear all the angels scream
“Oh mercy, mercy, mercy, oh mercy, please!”
Down, down, down
Down below you can hear his hoof digging through the ground
Oh Lord, Lord, Lord
The horned one is back and he wants his crown!

[Chorus]
The Devil’s spawn no longer breathes
Descending angels and fallen kings
Raise your hands, what do you hold?
The Devil’s bleeding crown!



Joseph Bosco – Your Splendor lyrics



[Verse]
Your splendor displayed above the heavens
Day after day they sing out Your song
The song of Your praise through all the earth
Leaving no place where their song is not heard

[Pre-Chorus]
They tell of Your glory and sing of Your praise
That all men might know You and follow Your ways

[Chorus]
Oh Lord our Lord
How majestic is Your name in all the earth
Oh Lord our Lord
We will sing aloud of Your great worth
Oh Lord our Lord
No other name shall take Your praise
For You are exalted in all the earth

[Bridge]
No other name shall take Your praise
No other name shall take Your praise

Al Wordlaw – You Can Have Me All Now lyrics

Vs I
There is no reason why
For me to live my life in vain
The sun shining in my heart
Has dominated every pain,
I wanted to be the best I could
And fit in society, I tried the party life
Of good times and fame
But that was only fun and game,

Chg I
Cause when the smoke cleared the air
And my mind was so sober
Your spirit was there Oh Lord
You wanted me to turn my life over to you,

Chorus I
You can have me all now
All of my mind, all of my heart, all of my soul
Take me whole, I’m yours Lord,

Vs ii
I made the mistake of taking
Step backs again and again
But I’ve come to my final cross road
I see your way or a dead end,
But I see the brightest day ahead,
Giving you all of my kind,

Bridge
So now oh Lord, it’s your way instead,
I’m leaving my past behind,

Chg ii
Cause when the smoke cleared the air
And my mind was so sober, yea
Your spirit was there Oh Lord, Lord
You wanted me to turn my life over,

Chorus ii
You can have me now
All of my mind, all of my heart, all of my soul,
You can take me, take me whole,
You can have me every day,
I’m not going to stray away anymore,
I want to receive the best you have for me,
Thank You Lord

Break down Vamp Out
I love You Lord, I love You Lord, I love You, (I love You Lord)
I love You Lord, I love You Lord, I love You,
I love you oh cause you’re savin’ me Lord, oh, um, I love You Lord,
You waited patiently for the righteousness to come out of me,
I don’t again want to sin, I’m back to You to live again,
I love You, I love You Jesus, You waited patiently for the righteousness
To come out of me…

Noah Cyrus – Lately Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I can’t seem to find my peace of mind
But lately I still tell myself [?]
And I couldn’t ask for more
The first time, not the last time I saw you
Yeah, I would hold you closer but I don’t
The more I pull, the more you let go
I can’t say you be the same
The first time, not the last time I saw you

[Chorus]
So I hold you too close
I had to go, now it’s your move
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
And it’s the way that you move
You wear my pride from your head to your shoes
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately

[Verse 2]
Oh, I can’t stop looking down at my phone
Keep you on, that’s all I’ve ever known
Well, I fucked up, that much is true
The last time, not the first time I saw you
Well, tell me something I don’t already know, yeah
Love your [?] from your fingers to your toes, yeah
I’ve been trippin’, I’ve been high, I’ve been low, yeah
The way you’re talking really got me confused
How close am I to losing you right now?

[Chorus]
So I hold you too close
I had to go, now it’s your move
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
It’s the way that you move
You wear my pride from your head to your shoes
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately

[Bridge]
Oh, tell me that you’re never gonna leave me
You fuck it up, you make it look easy
I can’t lie, you fooled me one too many times
Well, tell me that you’re always gonna be around
My pride is lost but my love is found

[Chorus]
I won’t hold you too close
I had to go, now it’s your move
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
And it’s the way that you move
You wear my pride from your head to your shoes
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately

Lil Wayne – Hercules Lyrics

[Intro]
*lighter flick*
Aye

[Verse 1]
I’m a lover, not a fighter, I can’t find my lighter
My house is five stories, I don’t tell ’em, I don’t write ’em
And my living room is white, my lies are much whiter
My darkest secrets are bright, I’mma need a sun visor
187 make your bitch run my errands
At the bar with the Dracula, ordering Bloody Marys
Got a house on the prairie, got a corpse in the basement
I see Hell out my window, Lord, this view is amazing
If I go back to jail, Persian rugs in my cell
Got the world in my hands, it got all under my nails
People under the stairs, better not fuck with my feet
I be so fucking faded, who washed the colors with bleach?
Niggas biting my style, hope it gets stuck in their teeth
I been had the green light, now please don’t jump in the street
Se la vi, oui oui oui, watch me french kiss the sky
Then ask, “What is that smell?” That’s the shit on my mind
I don’t like you, or niggas like you
And Nino Brown’s still my motherfucking idol
Keep a brown rifle for niggas like you
Kill you in a drive-thru, then go viral
Ooh, I don’t like you and niggas like you
And Nino Brown’s still my idol
The Glock 17 is still a minor I’ll kill you over something minor
I get at you, night Twighlight whine like a wine-o, high like a high-note
Go at your head like a rhino, leave your shit bloody red like albino
I’m a nigga with a title, care less bout’ a nigga title
I’m entitled and get homicidal
Wild as El Chapo, wild as Al Qaeda
Stuntin’ on my rivals upon arrival
Numbers aren’t liars, I am number one
I am on one
I am on ten stuntin’ on twelve
I keep it a hunnid
Oh Lord!

[Chorus]
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Smoking strong Hercules
Strong arm your own team
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Smoking strong Hercules
Strong arm your own team
Mercy me, mercy me
Mercy me, mercy me
Have mercy on them Tunechi
Nigga please, nigga please
You heard em’ scream help me please
Help me please, help me please
Get pleased whenever I please
Hercules, hercules

[Verse 2]
I’m twisting up the kush, Sticky Fingaz like Onyx
Throwing up gang signs, you can see em’ all in my vomit
I’m sleeping with the enemy, in bulletproof pajamas
I’m cool like that, but the climate is climbing
I got issues bigger than you, I got bitches taller than me
All that ratchet and bougie, I guess I like R&B
I’m unapologetic, I’m sorry for not being sorry
These niggas don’t know I’m talking about real stories
I need benadryl for my trigger finger
Bad bitches for my homeboys
The grass is greener on the other side
I’m focused on my own yard
Focused on getting more dough
Twisting up like tonsils
Rich as fuck, but moreso a poor soul
Oh well, if snow fell like hoes fell, then I’d be a snowman
My bitch is a soldier, fuck me GI Joe-Ann
They thought I ain’t had no chance
I took the dice and rolled them
I left that crap table with a chip on my shoulder
Ahhhh!

[Chorus 2]
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Strong arm your own team
Murder scene, murder scene
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Smoking strong Hercules
Strong arm your own team
You heard em’ scream help me please
Help me please, help me please
Nigga please, nigga please
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules

[Verse 3]
They worship me certainly
Purple lean, purple weed
Percocet, pericyazine
Search a scene, search a dean
Search a bling, ching ching
Search the queen
Search her purse, search her clean
Search his turf, search his team
Search the sleeve, check for wings
First, I curse, then I squeeze
They say they lit? where the steam?
Let em’ live, let em’ breathe
Let em’ live, let em’ breathe?
Nigga please, nigga please

[Chorus 3]
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Strong arm your own team
Murder scene, murder scene
Murder team, murder team
We murder teams, murder teams
Lil Tunechi picked out the rock like
Hercules, Hercules
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Whole squad go hard
No fake, no fraud
We don’t [?] nor pause
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Whole squad on Mars
And you don’t make enough noise
No cape, no sawdust
Still go Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Mercy me, mercy me
Rest In Peace Mercy D
My grandmother nurtured me
And that’s who you bout’ to meet
All ya’ll versus me
All ya’ll verses sweet
Nothing but desserts to me, and Hercules got to eat
All ya’ll take a seat
My Hercules got to speak
Cause all y’all ’bout to bring
The Hercules out of me
Keep playing

Iryne Rock – Fire In My Veins lyrics

The weight of the cross comes back to me
Comes back to me
My sins alone lay heavy on your shoulders
But everyday I conveniently forget
And I go back to sin
Go back to sin
Go back to sin

Take me past the emotions
Take me to a higher place
Where I choose to be holy
Where I follow in your ways
I wanna look just like you
Love what you love
Hate what you hate
Guided by your word daily
I want your fire in My Veins
My Veins

The pain of the cross comes back to me
Comes back to me
I must not truly care how much you suffered
Cause everyday
You’re crucified again
When I go back to sin
Go back to sin
Why do I go back to sin
Why?

Take me past the emotions
Take me to a higher place
Where I choose to be holy
Where I follow in your ways
I wanna look just like you
Love what you love
Hate what you hate
Guided by your word daily
I want your fire in My Veins
My Veins

My Veins My Veins My Veins My Veins My Veins
My Veins
My Veins My Veins My Veins My Veins My Veins
My Veins

Oh Lord, oh Lord
I wanna love Lord
I wanna love just like you Jesus
And I want your fire in My Veins
I wanna love just like you Jesus
And I want your fire in My Veins

Take me past the emotions
Take me to a higher place
Where I choose to be holy
Where I follow in your ways
I wanna look just like you
Love what you love
Hate what you hate
Guided by your word daily
I want your fire in My Veins
My Veins
My Veins My Veins My Veins My Veins My Veins
My Veins
My Veins My Veins My Veins My Veins

Joe Budden – Rest in Peace (In the Air) Lyrics

[Intro]
Chea, oh
Chea, uh
Chea, talk to ’em
Chea, G.C., rest in peace
Mojo, rest in peace
Champ gon’ rest in peace
Little Reg gon’ rest in peace
[?] Slick Senior, rest in peace
Keith gon’ rest in peace

[Chorus]
I need all y’all to rest in peace
All my niggas rest in peace, I need all y’all
I need all y’all to rest in peace
All my niggas gon’ rest in peace
[?]

[Verse]
I know my dead homies watching upon us
But uh, I ain’t gotta know a nigga to mourn
To see a real nigga crying is torture
Get the candles and the drinks, we gon’ have our own wake on the corner
You could just vision (what?) all of the memories
Hennessy guzzlin’ and you buggin’ (why?,) because you was just with him
God called for his son, it was time
You got a beef with the Lord, wish you just saw ‘im just one last time
Some think that nuttin’ about it is good
He got what every nigga dreams of, he’s out of the hood
So why we all sit in the hood cryin’ liquor
He’s in heaven laughing like, “Look at my niggas
They all sobbing, them tears ain’t stopping
God, throw ’em a sign that let ’em know I’m watching
Time passes and things get poppin’
Like he woulda wanted, if he was here that woulda been his option
It’s back to old times as if he just popped in
If you had to take somebody, Jesus, not him
All my real niggas put a lighter in the air
There’s a fighter in the air, that cloud right there
And I know my time is comin’ like
Everybody elses, (but) but by then
I hope that everybody felt this, always that one
Hateful nigga make it seem like everybody’s jealous
Somebody here don’t like me breathin’
I know somebody here’s tryna spite me steamin’
‘Spite how I ride these sprees and dap me
Goin’ to projects at the end of the night, I’m leavin’
One of my old mans who’s now burnt out
Might off me, never know how things turn out
‘Cause even your close friends’ll steal ya
Come to think of it, I could be real cool with my po—tential killer
That’s called taking the bitter with the sweet
The skip with the verse, the gift with the curse
Somebody wants to see the kid in a hearse
But I’d die for this rap shit, clips will disperse
Kill for this rap shit, it gets reversed
Murder you lethal, (so) so don’t watch
If the convertible bleeds you
Take your pick with the clips, how you want it: reversible or see-through?
I be another locked dog in the fort
And another wake on the corner will be all my fault
Another body inside the Caddy
That’ll make my moms right, ’cause I’ll be in jail just like daddy
Daddy come home, somethin’ ain’t right
I think the Lord ’bout to call ‘pon Uncle Mike
Mike got high and he wasn’t too strong
Doc said he got cancer and it wouldn’t be long
Said in another six-months he’ll be gone
Pops still play that one gospel song e’ry morn’
Stopped gettin’ high, so it’s no more pipe
And they found medicine that would extend his life
Years pass and Mike’s still here, he’s not hurt
Gospel song e’ry morn’, it’s funny how God works
Wait! He’s got the disease, he’s different again
He’s starting to get sick and shit’s missing again
Now that monthly cheque he’s spending again
Goddamn Uncle Mike is sniffing again
Dad, Mike’s sprung and God put the cancer in his lungs
Like, “Fuck that cure, you had a choice”
Disease is so cunning when you trippin’ high
You can’t throw away the gift of life, nigga, you take it or leave it
Nigga play it to keep it, nigga, sacred, treat it
‘Cause if the Lord come take it you heed it
No funeral homes, not for you
And I don’t really wanna visit in the hospital
Don’t wanna see you like that, ’cause I’ma be too scared
I’d rather meet my own demise and meet you there
God, I can’t make pretend
At least take me first, so I ain’t gotta see you take my friends
Some things I can’t even figure, like why you have to take him for?
Come on, God, answer me, nigga
Another tattoo, another name sprayed
On the back window of the car for a month
Another family shattered, in tears
Another night on my knees with a new name added to my prayers
Of all the things we still feelin’, ’cause on a nice day
When the sky’s clear I almost see y’all staring
Extend your arm, take this pound
To all my lost soldiers in the booth with me while I lay this down
C’mon

[Chorus: Phil Collins (Sampled)]
And I can feel it
Coming in the air tonight
Oh Lord
Well I’ve been waiting for this moment
For all my—

TobyMac – I Just Need U lyrics

[Verse 1]
Last night put the heavy on me
Woke up and I’m feeling lonely
This world gotta a way of showing me (showing me)
Some days it’ll lift you up
Some days it’ll call your bluff
Man, most of my days I ain’t got enough

[Pre-Chorus 1]
And all I know
Is You’re my only hope

[Chorus]
When I’m up when I’m down (uh, huh)
When the wolves come around (tell me)
When my feet hit the ground
I just need, I just need You
On my darkest days (uh, huh)
When I’m losing faith (tell me)
No, it ain’t gon’ change
I just need, I just need You
Lord, I need You
Yeah, I just need You

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me
Thy rod and thy staff

[Verse 2]
They comfort me when I’m beat down, broken
Hold my heart when it’s split right wide open
Turn these eyes to my Soul Protector
Break the will of this born infector

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Cuz’ all I know, all I know
Is You’re my only hope

[Chorus]
When I’m up when I’m down (uh, huh)
When the wolves come around (tell me)
When my feet hit the ground
I just need, I just need You
On my darkest days (uh, huh)
When I’m losing faith (tell me)
No, it ain’t gon’ change
I just need, I just need You
Lord, I need You
Yeah, I just need You

[Bridge]
When You pull me closer, I come to life
When You pull me closer, I come to life
When You pull me closer, I come to life
When You pull me closer, I come to life

[Pre-Chorus 2]
When I’m up when I’m down
When my feet hit the ground
On my darkest days
No, it ain’t gon’ change
Oh Lord, I need You

[Chorus]
When I’m up when I’m down
When the wolves come around
When my feet hit the ground
Yeah, I need, I need, I need, I need You
On my darkest days
When I’m losing faith
No, it ain’t gon’ change
Ain’t no way this thing gon’ change, it’s You

[Outro]
Is You, I need
Is You, I need
On my darkest days
When I’m losing faith
I need You, I need, Is You, I need
Every single day, every breath I take
I need You, I need You

tobyMac – I Just Need U.

[Verse 1]
Last night put the heavy on me
Woke up and I’m feeling lonely
This world gotta a way of showing me (showing me)
Some days it’ll lift you up
Some days it’ll call your bluff
Man, most of my days I ain’t got enough

[Pre-Chorus 1]
And all I know
Is You’re my only hope

[Chorus]
When I’m up when I’m down (uh, huh)
When the wolves come around (tell me)
When my feet hit the ground
I just need, I just need You
On my darkest days (uh, huh)
When I’m losing faith (tell me)
No, it ain’t gon’ change
I just need, I just need You
Lord, I need You
Yeah, I just need You

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me
Thy rod and thy staff

[Verse 2]
They comfort me when I’m beat down, broken
Hold my heart when it’s split right wide open
Turn these eyes to my Soul Protector
Break the will of this born infector

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Cuz’ all I know, all I know
Is You’re my only hope

[Chorus]
When I’m up when I’m down (uh, huh)
When the wolves come around (tell me)
When my feet hit the ground
I just need, I just need You
On my darkest days (uh, huh)
When I’m losing faith (tell me)
No, it ain’t gon’ change
I just need, I just need You
Lord, I need You
Yeah, I just need You

[Bridge]
When You pull me closer, I come to life
When You pull me closer, I come to life
When You pull me closer, I come to life
When You pull me closer, I come to life

[Pre-Chorus 2]
When I’m up when I’m down
When my feet hit the ground
On my darkest days
No, it ain’t gon’ change
Oh Lord, I need You

[Chorus]
When I’m up when I’m down
When the wolves come around
When my feet hit the ground
Yeah, I need, I need, I need, I need You
On my darkest days
When I’m losing faith
No, it ain’t gon’ change
Ain’t no way this thing gon’ change, it’s You

[Outro]
Is You, I need
Is You, I need
On my darkest days
When I’m losing faith
I need You, I need, Is You, I need
Every single day, every breath I take
I need You, I need You

Oak Ridge Boys – [I’m Settin’] Fancy Free

I’m setting Fancy free, because she wants to go
She’s tired of loving me, she told me so
I guess she don’t know just how much she means to me
But along with all my dreams I’m setting Fancy free

Yes I’m setting Fancy free, even though I love her still
She’d be no good to me if I held her against her will
Even thou that girl, she’s the best part of my world
Along with all my dreams I’m setting Fancy free

Oh Lord you just don’t know how it hurts to say goodbye
She did her best to stay, I can’t say she did not try
I just hope the road she takes leads back to me
So along with all my dreams I’m setting Fancy free

Yes I’m setting Fancy free, even though I love her still
She’d be no good to me if I held her against her will
Even thou that girl, she’s the best part of my world
Along with all my dreams I’m setting Fancy free

Yes I’m setting Fancy free, even though I love her still
She’d be no good to me if I held her against her will
Even thou that girl, she’s the best part of my world
Along with all my dreams I’m setting Fancy free

Yes I’m setting Fancy free, even though I love her still
She’d be no good to me if I held her against her will
Even thou that girl, she’s the best part of my world

Declan McKenna – Brazil

I heard you sold the Amazon
To show the country that you’re from
Is where the world should want to be
For find something all people need
I’m faithless now though we win
Every time and I don’t know how
‘Cause I haven’t bought you
And I haven’t sold me
But the people are dying to get on TV
I heard he lives down a river somewhere
With six cars and a grizzly bear
He’s got eyes, but he can’t see
Well, he talks like an angel but he looks like me
Oh Lord, what have I become
I’m the face of God I’m my fathers’ son
I’m not, what you think you see
I know you can’t eat leather, but you can’t stop me
Why would you lie, why would you lie about how you feel
I’ve got a mission and my mission is real
Because you’ve had your chances, yeh you’ve had enough
I’m gonna burn your house down to spread peace and love
And it gets me down
Oh Lord how it gets me down
I heard he lives down a river somewhere
With six cars and a grizzly bear
He’s got eyes, but he can’t see
Well, he talks like an angel but he looks like me
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Everybody plays a beautiful game out in Brazil
‘Cause it’s all you ever wanted and it’s all that you want still
Don’t you wanna play the beautiful game out in Brazil
I wanna play the beautiful game while I’m in Brazil
‘Cause everybody plays the beautiful game out in Brazil
And it’s all you’ve ever wanted, and it’s all that you want still
Don’t you wanna play the beautiful game out in Brazil
Oh yeah
I heard he lives down a river somewhere
With six cars and a grizzly bear
He’s got eyes, but he can’t see
Well, he talks like an angel but he looks like me
I heard he lives down a river somewhere
With six cars and a grizzly bear
He’s got eyes, but he can’t see
Well, he talks like an angel but he looks like me

Jaymes Young – Stoned On You

[Verse 1]
We’re making this part of us together
You’re taking my mind off all the pressure
I’m gone with the wind, high like a feather
Your love is like codeine

[Chorus]
Girl, I get stoned on you
Rubbing my bones on you
Nothing else burns like you
Ripping my shirt off you

[Verse 2]
There’s something about the way you shiver
Even in the morning
Girl, I get stoned
And I’ll take a bullet for you right now
Just to keep you in my lungs

[Chorus]
Girl, I get stoned on you
Rubbing my bones on you
Nothing else burns like you (oh)
Ripping my shirt off you (oh yeah)

[Bridge]
My fingertips
On your lips
Are racing hands
Down your hips
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

[Chorus]
Girl, I get stoned on you
Rubbing my bones on you (yeah)
Nothing else burns like you do
Oh Lord, I get stoned on you, oh
Stoned!

Girl, I get stoned on you
Rubbing my bones on you (rubbing my bones on you, oh)
Nothing else burns like you (nothing ever burns like you)
Ripping my shirt off you

[Outro]
Oh, you get me so stoned
Out of my mind
Out of my mind
Out of my mind

Colton Dixon – Technicolor (Identity Deluxe Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
Majesty, show me your design
Give me clarity, open up my mind
Imagination has no place for fear
Speak to me, teach me, make it clear

[Chorus]
We just wanna, we just wanna see Your technicolor
We just wanna, we just wanna know You and discover
Oh Lord, come show us what we can’t see with our eyes
We just wanna, we just wanna see the world
In technicolor

[Verse 2]
Change the view, redirect my sight
Make it new, show me what it’s like
Gotta hope, gotta love, gotta fix my eyes
On the stars, on the sun, on the open sky

[Chorus]
We just wanna, we just wanna see Your technicolor
We just wanna, we just wanna know You and discover
Oh Lord, come show us what we can’t see with our eyes
We just wanna, we just wanna see the world
In technicolor
In technicolor
In technicolor
In technicolor

[Bridge]
We just wanna, we just wanna see You
We just wanna, we just wanna know You
Oh Lord, come show us what we can’t see with our eyes
We just wanna, we just wanna see the world
In technicolor

[Chorus]
We just wanna, we just wanna see Your technicolor
We just wanna, we just wanna know You and discover
Oh Lord, come show us what we can’t see with our eyes
We just wanna, we just wanna see the world
In technicolor
(Technicolor)
In technicolor
In technicolor
In technicolor

[Outro]
In technicolor

Lupe Fiasco – Kneelin’ On Needles

[Intro]
Wa-ves… you say waves, I say wa-ves
Kaepernick, waddup?
I knew they was gonna do that to you
But it’s all good, though
You gotta’ stand up for something, know what I’m talking about?
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]
Gravitons, orbit around my halo space, halo space
Little Debbie crumbs and potato flakes
Junkyard food meets 808s
Better say your grace
Stay your place, play your bass
And wait on a upright
Right up to them niggas that don’t like us
Writer, fiber optics on high fiber
Move
Quick like that, no, I go as, "ain’t shit like that"
Magnum entendre, rollin’ on a rubber
Hit Virgin for the album, I was floatin’ on the cover
I pit my car, they let a lad in
I was floatin’ on the cover, made a message out a mess
Got ’em clothes up the flow and taught ’em how to dress
Made a space so they can milk this way
Had ’em open up the udders
Broken off hat had folks in all colors
I wish a nigga would try and open y’all shutters
Cartier frames, Aoki on a shirt
And red and white chukkas
Why you goin’ all hard tho?
NASCAR star got bars by the carload
You know LF won to come out the top
But for this ten I’ma just open up the car door
And my deepness
Might spit the stash box sequence that I open up the cargo
If I break it down to your lil homie, might get a nigga CARTO
You ain’t gotta worry ’bout ours tho
DROGAS Light, DROGAS
And I might drop SKULLS as an art show
K-dot wants stretch marks
I wanna own everything that’s west of the best parts
K.R.I.T., everything from the legs down
Mickey Factz, everything where the neck starts
Necklace, head heart, go, get set, mark, oh

[Hook]
Turn the mics up
Like a nigga ’round fight club
And the fuzz came through to indict us
But it’s an inside job to decrease the supply then turn around and drive all the price up
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
Oh Lord, I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
All right, all right, oh Lord

[Verse 2]
But, I’m back to the mentally
And it’s not about natural ability
You would think that Kaep took a shat on the Statue of Liberty
God damn
It’s like we’re trapped in a memory
Untrue facts where black is an injury
It makes we wanna snap, just slap me an enemy
Then go into the back and just rap to infinity
Fuck, be more like Chance
Solo acts be more like bands
Adversaries be more like fans
BDs and GDs be more like fam
I’m just vying for the summer
Women lie, men lie
And everybody lie about the numbers
Hard to be smart when the only thing on your mind
Is dying from a thumper
I know I’m weird but nigga it’s real
Better to hear it from a nigga like Lu
Before you hear it from a nigga like Trump
Talking to a nigga like you
Oh Lord

[Hook]
Turn the mics up
Like a nigga ’round fight club
And the fuzz came through to indict us
But it’s an inside job to decrease the supply then turn around and drive all the price up
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
Oh Lord, I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
All right, all right, oh Lord

Lupe Fiasco – Kneelin’ On Needles lyrics

[Intro]
Wa-ves… you say waves, I say wa-ves
Kaepernick, waddup?
I knew they was gonna do that to you
But it’s all good, though
You gotta’ stand up for something, know what I’m talking about?
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]
Gravitons, orbit around my halo space, halo space
Little Debbie crumbs and potato flakes
Junkyard food meets 808s
Better say your grace
Stay your place, play your bass
And wait on a upright
Right up to them niggas that don’t like us
Writer, fiber optics on high fiber
Move
Quick like that, no, I go as, “ain’t shit like that”
Magnum entendre, rollin’ on a rubber
Hit Virgin for the album, I was floatin’ on the cover
I pit my car, they let a lad in
I was floatin’ on the cover, made a message out a mess
Got ’em clothes up the flow and taught ’em how to dress
Made a space so they can milk this way
Had ’em open up the udders
Broken off hat had folks in all colors
I wish a nigga would try and open y’all shutters
Cartier frames, Aoki on a shirt
And red and white chukkas
Why you goin’ all hard tho?
NASCAR star got bars by the carload
You know LF won to come out the top
But for this ten I’ma just open up the car door
[?]
Might spit the stash box sequence that I open up the cargo
If I break it down to your lil homie, might get a nigga CARTO
You ain’t gotta worry ’bout ours tho
DROGAS Light, DROGAS
And I might drop SKULLS as an art show
K-dot wants stretch marks
I wanna own everything that’s west of the best parts
K.R.I.T., everything from the legs down
Mickey Factz, everything where the neck starts
Necklace, head heart, go, get set, mark, oh

[Hook]
Turn the mics up
Like a nigga ’round fight club
And the fuzz came through to indict us
But it’s an inside job to decrease the supply then turn around and drive all the price up
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
Oh Lord
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
All right, all right, oh Lord

[Verse 2]
But, I’m back to the mentally
And it’s not about natural ability
You would think that Kaep took a shat on the Statue of Liberty
God damn
It’s like we’re trapped in a memory
Untrue facts where black is an injury
It makes we wanna snap, just slap me an enemy
Then go into the back and just rap to infinity
Fuck, be more like Chance
Solo acts be more like bands
Adversaries be more like fans
BDs and GDs be more like fam
I’m just vying for the summer
Women lie, men lie
And everybody lie about the numbers
Hard to be smart when the only thing on your mind
Is dying from a thumper
I know I’m weird but nigga it’s real
Better to hear it from a nigga like Lu
Before you hear it from a nigga like Trump
Talking to a nigga like you
Oh Lord

[Hook]
Turn the mics up
Like a nigga ’round fight club
And the fuzz came through to indict us
But it’s an inside job to decrease the supply then turn around and drive all the price up
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
Oh Lord
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
All right, all right, oh Lord

LUPE FIASCO – Kneelin’ On Needles lyrics

Wa-ves… you say waves, I say wa-ves
Kaepernick, waddup?
I knew they was gonna do that to you
But it’s all good, though
You gotta’ stand up for something, know what I’m talking about?

Gravitons, orbit around my halo space, halo space
Little Debbie crumbs and potato flakes
Junkyard food meets 808s
Better say your grace
Stay your place, play your bass
And wait on a upright
Right up to them niggas that don’t like us
Writer, fiber optics on high fiber
Move
Quick like that, no, I go as, “ain’t shit like that”
Magnum entendre, rollin’ on a rubber
Hit Virgin for the album, I was floatin’ on the cover
I pit my car, they let a lad in
I was floatin’ on the cover, made a message out a mess
Got ’em clothes up the flow and taught ’em how to dress
Made a space so they can milk this way
Had ’em open up the udders
Broken off hat had folks in all colors
I wish a nigga would try and open y’all shutters
Cartier frames, Aoki on a shirt
And red and white chukkas
Why you goin’ all hard tho?
NASCAR star got bars by the carload
You know LF won to come out the top
But for this ten I’ma just open up the car door
[?]
Might spit the stash box sequence that I open up the cargo
If I break it down to your lil homie, might get a nigga CARTO
You ain’t gotta worry ’bout ours tho
DROGAS Light, DROGAS
And I might drop SKULLS as an art show
K-dot wants stretch marks
I wanna own everything that’s west of the best parts
KRIT, everything from the legs down
Mickey Factz, everything where the neck starts
Necklace, head heart, go, get set, mark, oh

Turn the mics up
Like a nigga ’round fight club
And the fuzz came through to indict us
But it’s an inside job to decrease the supply then turn around and drive all the price up
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
Oh Lord
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
All right, all right, oh Lord

But, I’m back to the mentally
And it’s not about natural ability
You would think that Kaep took a shat on the Statue of Liberty
God damn
It’s like we’re trapped in a memory
Untrue facts where black is an injury
It makes we wanna snap, just slap me an enemy
Then go into the back and just rap to infinity
Fuck, be more like Chance
Solo acts be more like bands
Adversaries be more like fans
BD’s and GD’s be more like fam
I’m just vying for the summer
Women lie, men lie
And everybody lie about the numbers
Hard to be smart when the only thing on your mind
Is dying from a thumper
I know I’m weird but nigga it’s real
Better to hear it from a nigga like Lu
Before you hear it from a nigga like Trump
Talking to a nigga like you
Oh Lord

Turn the mics up
Like a nigga ’round fight club
And the fuzz came through to indict us
But it’s an inside job to decrease the supply then turn around and drive all the price up
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
Oh Lord
I be speaking it right
But it’s hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white
All right, all right, oh Lord

Lil Durk – Mood Im In (feat. Yfn Lucci) (Love Songs For The Streets Album)

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
Yea yea

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Perky in my system I’mma vomit
Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
Six of Hi tech in my cup never wash it (yeah)
Tell them niggas (pay up)
They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
Me and bro ‘nem too related, never been a groupie hater
Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
(Let’s get it!)

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
Yea yea

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
Go get the money we was raised like that
Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
I got another .30 for ya when I get back
Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
Yea yea

J Fish – Angel Wings, Ft Psalm 119 lyrics

(Chorus)
Lord, let me fly with angel wings,
Let me fly on that cloud with you,
Lord, let me fly with angel wings,
Let me fly on that cloud with you,
With angel wings, on that cloud with you,
Oh, Lord on High,
Shine your mercy on me,
Let me have your grace,
With a smile on my face,
As I worship you, Oh Lord,

(Verse 1)
Your word is a lamp to my feet
And a light to my path.
I have sworn an oath and confirmed it,
To keep your righteous rules.
I am severely afflicted;
Give me life, O Lord, according to your word!
Accept my freewill offerings of praise, O Lord,
And teach me your rules.
I hold my life in my hand continually,
But I do not forget your law.
The wicked have laid a snare for me,
But I do not stray from your precepts.
Your testimonies are my heritage forever,
For they are the joy of my heart.
I incline my heart to perform your statutes
Forever, to the end.

(Chorus)
Lord, let me fly with angel wings,
Let me fly on that cloud with you,
Lord, let me fly with angel wings,
Let me fly on that cloud with you,
With angel wings, on that cloud with you,
Oh, Lord on High,
Shine your mercy on me,
Let me have your grace,
With a smile on my face,
As I worship you, Oh Lord,

(Verse 2)
I hate the double-minded,
But I love your law.
You are my hiding place and my shield;
I hope in your word.
Depart from me, you evildoers,
That I may keep the commandments of my God.
Uphold me according to your promise, that I may live,
And let me not be put to shame in my hope!
Hold me up, that I may be safe
And have regard for your statutes continually!
You spurn all who go astray from your statutes,
For their cunning is in vain.
All the wicked of the earth you discard like dross,
Therefore I love your testimonies.
My flesh trembles for fear of you,
And I am afraid of your judgments.

(Chorus)
Lord, let me fly with angel wings,
Let me fly on that cloud with you,
Lord, let me fly with angel wings,
Let me fly on that cloud with you,
With angel wings, on that cloud with you,
Oh, Lord on High,
Shine your mercy on me,
Let me have your grace,
With a smile on my face,
As I worship you, Oh Lord,

(Verse 3)
I have done what is just and right;
Do not leave me to my oppressors.
Give your servant a pledge of good;
Let not the insolent oppress me.
My eyes long for your salvation
And for the fulfillment of your righteous promise.
Deal with your servant according to your steadfast love,
And teach me your statutes.
I am your servant; give me understanding,
That I may know your testimonies!
It is time for the Lord to act,
For your law has been broken.
Therefore I love your commandments
Above gold, above fine gold.
Therefore I consider all your precepts to be right;
I hate every false way.

(Chorus)
Lord, let me fly with angel wings,
Let me fly on that cloud with you,
With angel wings, on that cloud with you,
Oh, Lord on High,

Reo Cragun – Peso

[Verse 1]
I put the work in on the Monday to the Sunday
When you do it with the passion all the money comin’
I’ve been shufflin’ the offers I ain’t stressin’ nothin’
Now my brother hit me : "Nigga when you album comin’?"
On the way, I’m on my way
You gotta love it
[?] post it up
I get the buckets
Now overtime [?] used to love me but it’s hard to trust it
I just got here you would think I had the easy button
That’s off top, nigga benzel rock
Put me in a ring I’ll make ’em tap out like The Rock
If you talkin’ bands I need that in advance
Pull up with my partners and they all do dance

[Hook]
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll (Yeah)

[Verse 2 ]
Keep it comin’ yeah I love when my pockets [?]
Runnin’ runnin’ then I cut the money with my brothers
I need the [?] give a fuck about a nigga [?]
22 I had the winter feeling like the summer
Oh Lord labels ringin’ searching out the man
[?]
Hit the burners he from another planet
God damnit don’t pen it
You know a nigga plan it
I just got here you would think a youngin’ been around it
That’s off top they threw the kid the love
Put me in the ring they better throw the kid the guap
If we talkin’ cash, we blow the money fast
Pull up with the whole team, all do dance

[Hook]
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll (Yeah)

[Bridge]
Now we done sleep until we get the buggin’
We chase the money like it’s runnin’ from us
I need a 100, need a 100 racks
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah
Oh my goodness yeah I love it, love it
No, don’t you ever try to take it from us
I need a 100, need a 100 racks
Need a 100 pesos

[Hook]
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll (Yeah)

Lil Durk – Mood I’m In Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Perky in my system I’mma vomit
Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
Sixty high tec in my cup never wash it (yeah)
Tell them niggas (pay up)
They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
(?) too related, never been a groupie hater
Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
(Let’s get it!)

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
Go get the money we was raised like that
Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
I got another .30 for ya when I get back
Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

Lil Durk – Mood I’m In (feat. YFN Lucci)

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Perky in my system I’mma vomit
Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
Sixty high tec in my cup never wash it (yeah)
Tell them niggas (pay up)
They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
(?) too related, never been a groupie hater
Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
(Let’s get it!)

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
Go get the money we was raised like that
Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
I got another .30 for ya when I get back
Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

Bibi Bourelly – Ballin (On The Late Late Show With James Corden) (Live)

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh Lord
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I got fired from Old Navy
Landlord keeps on knocking
Swear that nigga hates me
Sleeping on this old couch
But shit, I’m not complaining
‘Cause I’m still a pimp though
Like there’s moulah raining
[Pre-Chorus]
And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
I don’t even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store

[Chorus]
But I’m ballin’, ballin’
I’m so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That’s my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord
Yeah, yeah
Oh Lord

[Verse 2]
Gormet
Heart them ramen noodles
Freak it with the hot sauce
I do McDonalds too though
And when I wanna go out
Good Will gotta do though
Sweet talking the bouncers
18 bucks, I need 2 more

[Pre-Chorus]
And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
I don’t even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store

[Chorus]
But I’m ballin’, ballin’
I’m so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That’s my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord

[Verse 3]
Jumped the gate, subway station
All the seats are taken
This kinda lifestyle teach you patience
I spend my very last savings on some Takis
I’m good at simbis crib
I don’t need no hotel lobbies
I doubt I’d get along with paparazzi , yeah
I just want a Slim Jim and a 40
I just wanna roll up to the sundown without my moms throwing a fit
I just wanna party in New York in all the abandon warehouses
With the hipster kids and the bad bitches with hair on their armpits
We wear designer clothes from thrifts
My hair might not be laid and did

[Chrous]
Yeah, but I’m ballin’, ballin’
I’m so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That’s my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord

Bibi Bourelly – Ballin

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh Lord
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I got fired from Old Navy
Landlord keeps on knocking
Swear that nigga hates me
Sleeping on this old couch
But shit, I’m not complaining
‘Cause I’m still a pimp though
Like there’s moulah raining
[Pre-Chorus]
And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
I don’t even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store

[Chorus]
But I’m ballin’, ballin’
I’m so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That’s my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord
Yeah, yeah
Oh Lord

[Verse 2]
Gormet
Heart them ramen noodles
Freak it with the hot sauce
I do McDonalds too though
And when I wanna go out
Good Will gotta do though
Sweet talking the bouncers
18 bucks, I need 2 more

[Pre-Chorus]
And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
I don’t even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store

[Chorus]
But I’m ballin’, ballin’
I’m so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That’s my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord

[Verse 3]
Jumped the gate, subway station
All the seats are taken
This kinda lifestyle teach you patience
I spend my very last savings on some Takis
I’m good at simbis crib
I don’t need no hotel lobbies
I doubt I’d get along with paparazzi , yeah
I just want a Slim Jim and a 40
I just wanna roll up to the sundown without my moms throwing a fit
I just wanna party in New York in all the abandon warehouses
With the hipster kids and the bad bitches with hair on their armpits
We wear designer clothes from thrifts
My hair might not be laid and did

[Chrous]
Yeah, but I’m ballin’, ballin’
I’m so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That’s my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord

Simply Red – Money’s Too Tight (To Mention)

I’ve been laid off from work, my rent is due
My kids all need brand new shoes
So I went to the bank to see what they could do
They said, sir, look like bad luck got a hold on you

Money’s too tight to mention
I can’t get an unemployment extension
Money’s too tight to mention

I went to my brother to see what he could do
He said, brother, I’d like to help but I’m unable to
So I called on my father, father
Almighty father, he said

Money’s too tight to mention
Oh, money, money, money, money
Money’s too tight to mention
I can’t even qualify for my pension

We’re talking ’bout Reagan’omic’s
Oh Lord, down in the Congress
They’re passing all kinds of bills
From down on Capitol Hill, we’ve tried it

Money’s too tight to mention, cutback
Money’s too tight to mention
Oh, money, money, money, money

We’re talking ’bout money, money
We’re talking ’bout money, money
We’re talking ’bout money, money
We’re talking ’bout money, money

We’re talking ’bout money, money
We’re talking ’bout money, money
We’re talking ’bout money, money
Money, money, money

We’re talking ’bout the dollar bill
And that old man that’s over the hill
Now what are we all to do
When money’s got a hold on you?

Money’s too tight to mention
Oh money money money money
Money’s too tight to mention
Dinero, money, oh

I’m talking ’bout money, money
I’m talking ’bout money, money
I’m talking ’bout money, money
I’m talking ’bout money, money

Yeah, I’m talking ’bout
I’m talking ’bout money, money
I’m talking ’bout money, money
I’m talking ’bout money, money

Did the earth move for you, Nancy?
Did the earth move for you, Nancy?
Did the earth move for you, Nancy?
Did the earth move for you, Nancy?

Yeah, I’m talkin`, Nancy
Yeah, I’m talkin`, Nancy
Yeah, I’m talkin`, Nancy
Yeah, I’m talkin`, Nancy

Yeah, I’m talkin`, Nancy
Yeah, I’m talkin`, Nancy
Yeah, I’m talkin`, Nancy
Yeah I`m talkin`, ’bout it

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, I want some money, money, money
Read my heaven, oh my
The sight of all that money

Parachute – Crave (Stripped)

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Who gave you moves, girl?
Moves girl
Moves girl
I’m bound to lose you
Sooner or later
I watch your eyes
Catch the light
As we move, girl
Your skin on my skin
I feel it

Oh, it made me want to spend some time
Oh, it made me want to spend some time
Oh, it made me want to spend some time

I crave your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on me

I crave your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on me

Sweet as I’ve ever known
Sweet as I’ve ever known
I crave your lovin’
Crave your lovin’
Crave your lovin’ on me

I crave your lovin’ on me

Oh Lord, gonna find somebody
Find somebody
Find somebody to love
I try but I’m always running
Can’t stop running
End up being alone
But Lord, when I saw you coming
Ooh, someone had finally done it
You made me want to spend some time
(Spend some time, spend some time)

I crave your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on me

I crave your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on me

Sweet as I’ve ever known
Sweet as I’ve ever known
I crave your lovin’
Crave your lovin’
Crave your lovin’ on me

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Crave your lovin’ on me

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Crave your lovin’ on me

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Crave your lovin’ on me

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Oh, it made me want to spend some time
Oh, it made me want to spend some time
Oh, it made me want to spend some time
(Spend some time, spend some time)

I crave your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on me

I crave your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on
Your lovin’ on me

Sweet as I’ve ever known
Sweet as I’ve ever known
I crave your lovin’
Crave your lovin’
Crave your lovin’ on me

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Crave your lovin’ on me

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Crave your lovin’ on me

Sweet as I’ve ever known
Sweet as I’ve ever known
I crave your lovin’
Crave your lovin’
Crave your lovin’ on me

Quentin Miller – To Turning 27 (Bonus Track) (Gunmetal Grey Album)

27 years
How did I get here?
Hod’d I make it here?
Last year was supposed to be the greatest year
Look at me, I’ll never be the same again
I used to dream ’bout this rap shit
Whipping my mama’s SUV through them backstreets
Hit the WalMart late at night, had to shoplift the dipes and the wipes
Made decisions like that one, like that
Listen to rap songs, make me want get out here and get some racks huh
I can’t get enough I’m never satisfied
Oh Lord, oh Lord, got some many questions
Oh Lord, oh Lord, I need joy, yeah
Wo-ooo-ah
Wo-ooo-ah
Wo-ooo-ah, alright!

Bishop Briggs – Wild Horses

[Verse 1]
You hold me down in the best way
No quarter from these chains that I
Slapped on my heart for a feeling
Why can’t I let my demons lie?

Keep screaming into the pillow
Cause your touch still gets me stupid
Oh glory, I’m a believer
Oh glory, I’m a try, but

[Chorus]
Wild horses, wild horses
Wild horses run faster, run faster
Run faster

Wild horses run faster, run faster
Run faster

[Verse 2]
You caught my truth in the worst way
Through the dirty lens of a broken smile
I swear I’m not a pretender
Sometimes it’s love who’s the biggest liar

So, I’ll keep on damning the devil
And you’ll keep on saying it’s alright
Oh glory, I’m a believer
Oh Lord, I’m holding tight, but

[Chorus]
Wild horses, wild horses
Wild horses run faster, run faster
Run faster

Wild horses run faster, run faster
Run faster

[Bridge:]
So I’ll keep on damning the devil
And you’ll keep on saying it’s alright
Oh glory, I’m a believer
Oh Lord, I’m holding tight, but

[Chorus]
Wild horses, wild horses
Wild horses run faster, run faster
Run faster

Wild horses run faster, run faster
Run faster
Wild horses run faster, run faster
Run faster

Mike Love – Permanent Holiday

Oh Lord, I’m on a permanent holiday
I’m going outside to play
I ain’t gonna slave away
Not for no corporate Babylon
I’m never gonna be a pawn in their manipulation games

Oh Lord I’m taking the reins
I’m breaking the chains
I’m never gonna kneel, no way
My prophet is Heaven sent
No preacher or president can lead I astray
They’ll never know
I’m taking Jah highway home

Oh I’ve got my own path to follow
Don’t know if you’ll overstand
I’ve got my own truth to swallow
And you know that if I could you know I would throw my guitar on my back, pick up the slack, and leave here tomorrow
But I know that I am a pawn of Babylon I got to face the facts, embrace the axe, and cut these chains off my sorrow

So I’m on a permanent holiday
I’m going outside to play
I ain’t gonna slave away, no, not for no corporate babylon
I’m never gonna be a pawn in their manipulation games

Ten thousand years of captivity
We must eventually
Open up our eyes and see
They’re manipulating we
With so much uncertainty
And so many mysteries
Why are so few questioning
The unnatural state of things?

It’s a nightmare
We’re living in a nightmare
Everyone’s living so scared
They’re virtually unaware
Of this fear that rules their lives
Occupies, consumes their minds
This fear of bankruptcy
Financial impotancy
It’s funny money, money, money
It’s all this digital currency, woah yeah
It’s all this monopoly money
That keeps us from ever being free

And so it seems we’ll be in this prison for life
’cause if we keep buying then they’ll keep selling the lie
So it’s up to I and I…

Ohh Lord, I won’t be manipulated, mind-controlled, and inundated
I will seek the Revelation, make my life a celebration
I will be the change I’m seeking, manifest the words I’m speaking
I refuse to be imprisoned. I will make my own decisions

I’m on a permanent holiday
I’m going outside to play
I ain’t gonna slave away
Not for no corporate babylon
I’m never gonna be a pawn in their manipulation games

Oh Lord I’m taking the reins
I’m breaking the chains
I’m never gonna kneel, no way
My prophet is Heaven sent
No preacher or president can lead I astray
They’ll never know. I’m taking Jah highway home

I’ll never go astray
I’m leaving the past
And forwarding fast
’cause freedom is here to stay

Oh Lord we got to take back the knowledge
We got to take back the power
We got to take back the knowledge
We got to take back the power
We got to take back the knowledge
To take back the power
Take back what they have stolen from our hearts
And we got to take back the esoteric knowledge
Ohh Lord for too long they’ve been keeping us apart
Ohh yes, we got to take back the knowledge, take back the power, humanity don’t let this be our final hour

Take back the knowledge, take back the power, humanity don’t let this be our final hour. (x7)

Take back the knowledge
Take back the power

Miranda Lambert – Good ‘Ol Days lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, southern breeze
Knock me to my knees
I believe you’re the only one who can
The religious and the rest
They’ve all tried their best
Well I guess some things you just don’t understand

[Chorus]
Oh Lord, when will the road run out
I’m on the road but I’m in doubt
And I don’t know why, still I second guess my pace
If I stand to lose from winning
To find the truth I’m willing
To start back at the beginning of the good ol’ days
The good ol’ days

[Verse 2]
Oh, southern pines
Reaching for the sky
I’m convinced that I can fly
Beneath your shade
Oh, and its all overdue
Spending time just me and you
Mmm, the pulpit and pew where I was saved

[Chorus]
Oh Lord, when will the road run out
I’m on the road but I’m in doubt
And I don’t know why, still I second guess my pace
If I stand to lose from winning
To find the truth I’m willing
To start back at the beginning of the good ol’ days
The good ol’ days

[Chorus]
Oh Lord, when will the road run out
I’m on the road but I’m in doubt
And I don’t know why, still I second guess my pace
If I stand to lose from winning
To find the truth I’m willing
To start back at the beginning of the good ol’ days
The good ol’ days

[Outro]
Oh southern breeze
Knock me to my knees
I believe you’re the only one who can

Belly – Actin Different (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Verse 1]
I say I’m goin’ ham but it’s against my religion
Came in this bitch, never ask for permission, uh
Mix it, sip it, drink it, try to think it over and you’ll prolly overthink it, uh
Am I trippin’, sh, listen, sh grown men talkin’ like bitches
These days I can barely even tell the difference
Hate in their blood like a motherfuckin’ sickness
Wet pussy drippin’, got ’em all slippin’
And you wanna act livid cause we all livin’
There’s enough to go around, we can all get it
And they say small world, I say large prison
I’m a savage I’ve been actin’ vicious
All this money got me actin’ different
I just need a pack of bad bitches, that’ll blast for me like they sacrilegious

[Hook]
Lately I’ma savage I’ve been actin’ vicious
They say this money got me actin’ different
They say this money got me actin’ different
They say this money got me actin’ different
I fell in love with this shit, got myself addicted
You can’t complain about the pain, when it’s self inflicted
I’m talking jealous friends, these selfish bitches
They say this money got me actin’ different
Oh Lord

[Verse 2]
You must be from Hell for Heaven’s sake
She make holy water evaporate
I might eat the pussy for half a date
Revenge got a better aftertaste
24/7 my mama pray
12 never ever cracked a case
I’m crackin’ cases to celebrate
Money is all I will ever chase
Talking birds, ooou you say that you selling weight
You know we call that shit feather weight
I snap on everything Velous made
Opportunity knock, I answer the door in my robe and my socks
She take some shoes for the pussy
You sell your soul for the box

[Hook]
Lately I’ma savage I’ve been actin’ viscous
They say this money got me actin’ different
They say this money got me actin’ different
They say this money got me actin’ different
I fell in love with this shit, got myself addicted
You can’t complain about the pain, when it’s self inflicted
I’m talking jealous friends, these selfish bitches
They say this money got me actin’ different
Oh Lord